The fundamentals of clarity involves basically 2 things: Ambition and ritual. Do you ever wonder why philosophers all through the ages have never articulated personal sexual philosophies?
Clarity makes everything vividly sensual.
He’s certainly not pregnant
doesn’t have a beer belly
So, why does his stomach
wiggle like jelly
Only thing I can think of...
While stopping counting calories
may boost his self-love ~
it does nothing for ‘healthy.gov’
Is it too late to put on
a slouch hat and overcoat
or is it too early for a T and shorts?
I dress in the dark
allowing time and light
to expose its itself upon skin and eyes.
This afternoon I will be busy until...
This morning is late and cannot catch-up
for it dawdled.
As if aware of its own magical powered
the moment opens-up
I relax
let the sky-peeking window
clothe and unclothe me
allow the sun-shadowed walls
to attire my mind the way it always will
and should do.
Oh, if I could pen of things meaningless!
And stop this interminable soul undressing.
This world, these times we live in, I do care about.
I wish citizens would loudly against murder shout.
Oh,no of sunflowers and Spring only do do we sing.
Nations ignore their own ultimate undoing.
Poets,a huge difference they can make.
Expose any country out to kill and on the take.
For all children,the future is theirs, not yours.
We have harmed them all with fear, and tossed freedom
down the sewer.
4-5-2022
At pasture's edge
the last Tansy*
sheds it's blossoms
Common tansy is also known as golden buttons and garden tansy. Common tansy was introduced from Europe into colonial North America in the 1600s as an ornamental plant and for medicinal uses. Ironically, common tansy contains alkaloids that are toxic to humans and livestock if consumed in large quantities. ~ravallirepublic.com
Stood as tallest,
Looking towards the sky
Glancing the world surround,
Abode for many,
Mess for the world
bunk room for any,
Embodiment of kindness
Staining is a hobby at intervals,
Green is most favorite,
Also like to dress in red and yellow!
To the world,
Me and my friends cry for one thing
To make up us , keep us more charm,
It’s painful to unmask our green clothes!
To the brilliant minds,
Please,
Don’t undress us…!
miss Leyla has a body
that launches ships
and carves through
mirrored glaciers,
deep tanned to front
and rear,
I wish I was her masseur
and while I watch her
clothes fall off,
to desk and chair,
then to the carpet's
ocean floor, I quickly
turn away,
she's
moved me;
I wish she was close
and not three desks
away:
and slowly... oh so very
very slowly,
I help her dress,
and begins the day.
The wind gently touched the colored leaves
Shaking them ever so gently and watched
As they glided gently downward to the ground
Soft and colorful not yet crisp from the
ever changing season's cold
Soon the trees will be barren
The green dress of summer changed
to autumn's splendid colorful suit
The wind smiled for it will have fun
undressing and blowing autumn's leaves.
9/17/13
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